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The Help Page #5
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ELIZABETH:
season. But, it would be nice.
HILLY:
That's why I've drafted The Home
Help Sanitation Initiative.
16.
SKEETER:
"The Home"...the what?!
HILLY:
As a disease preventative bill that
requires every white home to have a
separate bathroom for the colored
help. I've even notified the
Surgeon General of Mississippi.
I'll pass.
Skeeter again glances at Aibileen. Their eyes meet.
SKEETER:
Maybe we ought to just build you a
bathroom outside, Hilly.
HILLY:
You ought not to joke about the
colored situation.
Hilly leans in toward Skeeter.
HILLY (CONT'D)
protect our town. Your lead,
Jolene.
Jolene suddenly looks to a wall clock. She jumps up and
throws her cards to the table.
JOLENE:
I have to skedaddle! Gotta get
over to the station!
(EXCITEDLY)
Daddy's letting me do the weather
tonight!
EXT. FOOTE ESTATE - BACKYARD - SAME DAY
Celia delicately prunes two rosebushes. Her long pink
fingernails wrap easily around a pair of sheers.
As Celia stands back to admire her work, We widen to see the
Foote estate. Ancient oaks dripping in Spanish moss surround
a perfectly manicured lawn. "Tara" pales in comparison.
Oddly, the two rosebushes have been planted in the center of
the lawn, jeopardizing the Antebellum Feng Shui.
AIBILEEN (V.O.)
Now, Miss Celia had her a man.
`Bout the best lookin' man in all
of Mississippi. But, no baby and
no friends.
JOHNNY FOOTE, 23, Celia's ridiculously handsome husband,
sneaks up behind her as he removes his jacket and tie.
17.
JOHNNY:
Roses look like weeds next to you.
Celia turns with a yelp. She slaps him playfully.
CELIA:
Johnny, you scared the daylights
out of me!
Johnny begins kissing her neck.
CELIA (CONT'D)
You're home early.
Celia pushes him back.
CELIA (CONT'D)
Johnny, I can't get any of your old
friends from school to call me
back.
JOHNNY:
Oh, who cares, honey. We got all
we need right here.
Johnny kisses her again and lowers her to the grass.
CELIA:
Johnny, honestly!
JOHNNY:
Doctor's orders.
Johnny starts kissing Celia's breasts. She becomes uneasy
CELIA:
I don't know what's taking us so
long. I'm sorry.
Johnny brushes hair from Celia's face.
JOHNNY:
Hey, we've never done it in the
yard. Maybe that's the trick.
Celia seductively bites her lower lip.
CELIA:
Watch my hair.
Johnny's hand slides up her thigh.
INT. LEEFOLT HOME - KITCHEN - LATER THAT DAY
Bridge over, Skeeter smokes while watching through a window
as Minny arrives in Hilly's car. Skeeter blows smoke toward
Hilly and Elizabeth saying good-bye.
18.
A sermon plays over an old AM radio nestled between
canisters of sugar and flour.
Aibileen enters with a stack of dirty coffee cups.
SKEETER:
Aibileen?
Aibileen becomes nervous at the sight of Skeeter alone.
AIBILEEN:
Yes, ma'am.
SKEETER:
I had hoped to ask you myself if
you could help me with the "Miss
Myrna" letters...
AIBILEEN:
Yes, ma'am.
SKEETER:
So...Would you help me?
Aibileen nods and looks out to Elizabeth on the street.
AIBILEEN:
Miss Myrna gets it wrong lotta
times. Be good to get it right.
SKEETER:
Thank you, Aibileen. I plan on
splitting the pay with you, too.
Aibileen doesn't respond. She grabs a basket of rolls.
SKEETER (CONT'D)
Listen...all that talk in there
today. Hilly's talk I mean...I'm
sorry you had to hear that.
Aibileen quickly turns her back to Skeeter. A gospel choir
begins singing on the radio.
SKEETER (CONT'D)
Is that Preacher Green's sermon on
the radio?
AIBILEEN:
Yes, ma'am, it is.
SKEETER:
That reminds me so much of my maid
growing up.
Aibileen starts wiping down a serving tray.
AIBILEEN:
Constantine and me...were in church
circle together.
19.
Skeeter turns to Aibileen as she puts out her cigarette.
SKEETER:
She loved me like you love Mae
Mobley.
AIBILEEN:
Yes, ma'am.
Skeeter moves closer to Aibileen.
SKEETER:
Aibileen? How could she just quit
like that?
Aibileen stops wiping and looks up to Skeeter...
AIBILEEN:
Quit?
SKEETER:
Yes. When I got home from school
last week, Momma said she had quit.
Back in March to go live with her
people up in Chicago. She didn't
leave me a note or anything.
Aibileen turns and resumes wiping the tray.
SKEETER (CONT'D)
Could you do that to Mae Mobley?
Aibileen slowly turns back to Skeeter.
AIBILEEN:
No, ma'am. I couldn't...
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